Island Of Misfits

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66F @ 67% RH, gorgeous, and predicted to reach 86F.

Finishing the fermented sugar wash this morning. Yesterday I extracted a gallon of 130 proof using the EtOH Pro and should get another 1500 ml.

I also cut the refrigeration hose I was using on my test sled apart to inspect the liner and discovered deterioration, so I replaced it with a stainless jacketed PTFE hose and ran another cleaning run. Voile, the next wash came out perfectly clear. Alas, my pot is no longer holding full vacuum, so I am looking for a better unit than the modified pressure cooker I'm using.

I have an 8:00AM appoint with my new orthopedic surgeon to figure out what is suddenly preventing my left knee from extending all the way and another appointment tomorrow with my GP for an exam to renew my medications.
You appear to be discovering the problems I encountered in Saudi. First, no kind of plastic or rubber resists ethanol vapour for long. Be VERY careful to avoid an alcohol vapour leak. It's invisible and very dangerous because you can be intoxicated very quickly and the explosion and fire risk. I had to change the big neoprene seal on the pressure cooker every month.
 
IMO, since I've had all kindsa knee sturgeons, you gots a chunk of busted loose cartilage that stops movement. Had it in both knees my own self. Useta be -- back in the Olden Days of my youth, they had to expose everything with a huge incision to pluck out the offending piece of junk. Nowadays, they can do it with 90% less pain.

Except I don't have any cartilage left, because both knees have been replaced with metal ones.

You appear to be discovering the problems I encountered in Saudi. First, no kind of plastic or rubber resists ethanol vapour for long. Be VERY careful to avoid an alcohol vapour leak. It's invisible and very dangerous because you can be intoxicated very quickly and the explosion and fire risk. I had to change the big neoprene seal on the pressure cooker every month.

The pressure cooker seal does indeed appear to be the problem, the cooker was made in Germany and I don't see readily available replacement parts. I am replacing the cooker itself with a welded bottom 12" Sanitary spool with a clamped lid and PTFE seal. That will also allow me to use my reflux column from a previous build.

58F @ 81% RH, partially cloudy, and predicted to reach 85F.

I finished my distillation run and ended up with two half gallons and a quart of 130 proof. Cleaning up my mess for the cleaning ladies today.

I had my appointment with a new orthopedic surgeon to check out my knee, but the x-rays didn't show anything, so scheduling a CAT scan.

An appointment with my GP this morning to renew my prescription meds for BP and enlarged prostate.
 
Lightning storm hit, right over the house, a strike in the garden, the scene outside lit up in brilliant colour. But in the morning I found my desktop PC blown up, the wall warts for the modem and telephone blown, and the solar panel control system not functioning.
 
Saw the neatest lightening storm I'd ever seen around 40 years ago back when I lived in suburbia. Had three huge windows in the living room, which made it perfect to set on the couch and watch the light show. Big bolt came down and hit the transformer on the pole right across from the house, probably 80 feet away. Lights flickered and came back on. A minute later, another big bolt hit the same place. Lights went out and came back on a few minutes later. Third hit five minutes later put her down for the count.
Called CP and reported the power being off and waited. Half an hour or so later, I see a truck driving slowly at the far end of the road, shining a spotlight on the poles. I walked out in the road and waved a flashlight back and forth at the truck. A crotchetily old dude pulled up to me and I told him that it was this transformer and pointed my light at it. He gave me a gruff, "How the hell do YOU know." Told him I'd witnessed it glow cherry red after the third strike. His reply? "Yep, that's the one!"
One transformer and an hour later, the power's back on.
 
Lightning storm hit, right over the house, a strike in the garden, the scene outside lit up in brilliant colour. But in the morning I found my desktop PC blown up, the wall warts for the modem and telephone blown, and the solar panel control system not functioning.

Wal shit brother! After losing my computer to a strike, I put it on an isolator with battery backup and put a surge suppressor on the main line to protect the rest of the equipment. Some of my neighbors lost appliances and furnaces at the same strike.

58F @ 78% RH, partially cloudy, and predicted to reach 88F. Starting to warm up and predicted to reach 112F by Sunday. 100 year record is 107F.

Miss Layla and I dropped off a garbage bag full of tennis balls at the local Humane Society for da pups and then spent some quality time at Fernhill dog park while the cleaning ladies had their way with the lair.

I had my med checkup with my doctor and she again tried to put me on cholesterol reduction medicine when I have abnormally low cholesterol. When I pointed that out to her, she said that there "might be" other benefits. I told her again that I won't take any medication that I don't need. She must be getting a kickback on prescriptions she writes.

Getting bids to repaint one of the duplexes. We just had some stucco repairs done on the faux rocks and it needs to be sealed and painted to match.
 
I got the PC back. Mainboard and PSU replaced. Pretty cheap, just $75. Then I had to hack Windows to activate it because I have changed the mainboard. But I just discovered my Pioneer HiFi amp is blown up too. ARGH! Still, the ole lady is away with the inlaws. So I have put some Irish country music on damn bloody loud and just waiting for the outside temperature to drop a bit more, so I can go outside and wait for the fireflies.
Here is the Darth Vader of parasites on one of my plants.
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From when I lived in San Antonio, TX. Now, I know that at least one of y'all come fromTX. I was driving along and on the radio comes this remarkably racist, but very funny, advert: (dates from 2001)
Be-ding! Store doorbell. Texas white guy voice. "Hey, how much is the Coke?"
Pakistani or Indian voice: "It is $3 for the six can, sir."
White guy: "But I can get it at Walmart for $1.40!"
Indian: "Well then sir, I suggest you buy it at Walmart."
White guy: "You people should go back to where you came from!"
Indian: "Please sir, do not send me back to Houston! It is the pit of h e l l!"
 

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